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'The Culture of Whales' - photos from National Geographic
Just wanted to give you a look at these wonderful photos of whales from National Geographic. I hope you enjoy them. 
Apparently, some NJ bears are a lot more polite than others.
Julia Marnin
Fri, November 26, 2021, 10:55 AM
In response to: “Close the door sweetie.” That’s what one New Jersey woman told a bear seen on video obediently complying and showing off good manners at her front doorstep.
“Bears are damn smart! This bear learned how to close the front door to my house,” Vernon homeowner Susan Kehoe wrote in her video’s description shared to YouTube, where she has over 1,500 subscribers.
In the minute-long encounter, Kehoe filmed herself communicating on Monday, Nov. 22, with the unlikely visitor — which she called “Mr. Bear” — at her home, CBS New York reported.
Initially, she opens the door asking “is it raining?” and tilts her camera, revealing the large furry mammal standing outside.
“Will you please close my door?” she is heard asking. “Close the door Mr. bear.”
Eventually, the bear steps inside on her wooden floor and grabs the front doorknob with its mouth, the video shows.
As the door creaks, the bear almost pulls it to a close but stops.
“You have to finish closing it sweetie, the cold air is coming in,” Kehoe said.
Then, the bear again grabs the door handle with its mouth and obediently shuts Kehoe’s door.
Kehoe is a wildlife advocate and environmentalist, specializing in black bear education since January 1999, according to her LinkedIn profile.
In her profile’s description, she also said she is a photographer who takes photos of black bears.
“Throughout all these years, I was amazed at the gentle disposition of the North American Black Bear,” she wrote.
On her YouTube channel, she has uploaded dozens of videos of black bears, including one of a mother bear swinging in a hammock.
McClatchy News reached out to Kehoe for comment and is awaiting response.
“As with all wildlife, respect their ‘space,’” Kehoe wrote on LinkedIn
“Bears are damn smart! This bear learned how to close the front door to my house,” Vernon homeowner Susan Kehoe wrote in her video’s description shared to YouTube, where she has over 1,500 subscribers.
In the minute-long encounter, Kehoe filmed herself communicating on Monday, Nov. 22, with the unlikely visitor — which she called “Mr. Bear” — at her home, CBS New York reported.
Initially, she opens the door asking “is it raining?” and tilts her camera, revealing the large furry mammal standing outside.
“Will you please close my door?” she is heard asking. “Close the door Mr. bear.”
Eventually, the bear steps inside on her wooden floor and grabs the front doorknob with its mouth, the video shows.
As the door creaks, the bear almost pulls it to a close but stops.
“You have to finish closing it sweetie, the cold air is coming in,” Kehoe said.
Then, the bear again grabs the door handle with its mouth and obediently shuts Kehoe’s door.
Kehoe is a wildlife advocate and environmentalist, specializing in black bear education since January 1999, according to her LinkedIn profile.
In her profile’s description, she also said she is a photographer who takes photos of black bears.
“Throughout all these years, I was amazed at the gentle disposition of the North American Black Bear,” she wrote.
On her YouTube channel, she has uploaded dozens of videos of black bears, including one of a mother bear swinging in a hammock.
McClatchy News reached out to Kehoe for comment and is awaiting response.
“As with all wildlife, respect their ‘space,’” Kehoe wrote on LinkedIn
Local Deer Friends
I seem to have a talent for making friends with deer.
It has lead to excellent photos.
I never feed them. I just respect them and how they feel.
They are generally fearful of humans. I can understand that, and why.
I've learned their cues to this and how to interact with them to make them much more comfortable.
Eventually, they accept me, as one of their herd.
So far, deer in 3 different distant towns totally tolerate my presence.
But, I've never attempted it more locally, until this year.
It's in the beginning stages.
I've taken photos of them 5 times. Six times, if you include today.
Generally, the does are most receptive. Males, having testosterone, generally have less patience.
Thus, again generally the bucks are the least receptive.
However, it's not a rule.
Two times ago just, before dusk, there were 2 of them, a does and a young buck that were
lying down in a field about 15 feet from each other and they let me get near them
and sit down. I took some nice pictures of her, as she was closer.
Then, I got up and walked away from them to go back home.
The last time was 2 young bucks, probably 2 year olds. Their antlers are currently growing
and covered in felt. They tolerated me talking pictures of them as they ate leaves and grass.
I was probably 25 feet from them. They walked about another 20 feet from me
and I sat down, propped up against a tree. To my surprise they walked back close to me,
perhaps 12 feet from me and they both laid down near me. We spent about 20 minutes like
that with me taking pictures of them, before I got up and walked away. I always take it as a big
compliment, when a deer lays down near me. It says, I trust you. The defense of deer is their speed.
They can run very fast. However, they do not get up very quickly. So they won't lay down, unless they trust you at whatever distance you are from them.
Today as I arrived in that area, there were about 12 bucks. Older ones, yearlings and intermediate
aged ones. It was the largest gathering I've seen so far for this herd. While the older bucks ran away from me on previous days (my first experiences with the herd), none of them seemed all that nervous that I was there today. They were in the shade. Some were lying down. Again, I got good shots of them, and then I began to walk away from them. When I did, one of the bucks, perhaps one of the two who previously laid down near me on another day, started following me, as I walked away. He entered into the sunlight, so I stopped and then walked parallel to him to get on his sunnier side and take a couple of more shots of him. When I finally walked away, he had a look on his face, like he was disappointed, or confused, why was I leaving ?
Like humans, and other animals, they each have their own unique personalities and it can lead to friendships.
In the other 3 towns, it was always the matriarch of the herd that decided to accept me as part of the herd. And once the matriarch accepts you, the other deer in that herd will too.
Deer are like elephants in that the boss of the herd is the matriarch. However, in this local herd, it may be different. Perhaps the matriarch got hit by a car recently ?? I haven't seen a matriarch yet in this herd. There are some young does, but no older wiser matriarch, that I've seen. No boss of the herd.
Perhaps they feel a bit lost without one.
It has lead to excellent photos.
I never feed them. I just respect them and how they feel.
They are generally fearful of humans. I can understand that, and why.
I've learned their cues to this and how to interact with them to make them much more comfortable.
Eventually, they accept me, as one of their herd.
So far, deer in 3 different distant towns totally tolerate my presence.
But, I've never attempted it more locally, until this year.
It's in the beginning stages.
I've taken photos of them 5 times. Six times, if you include today.
Generally, the does are most receptive. Males, having testosterone, generally have less patience.
Thus, again generally the bucks are the least receptive.
However, it's not a rule.
Two times ago just, before dusk, there were 2 of them, a does and a young buck that were
lying down in a field about 15 feet from each other and they let me get near them
and sit down. I took some nice pictures of her, as she was closer.
Then, I got up and walked away from them to go back home.
The last time was 2 young bucks, probably 2 year olds. Their antlers are currently growing
and covered in felt. They tolerated me talking pictures of them as they ate leaves and grass.
I was probably 25 feet from them. They walked about another 20 feet from me
and I sat down, propped up against a tree. To my surprise they walked back close to me,
perhaps 12 feet from me and they both laid down near me. We spent about 20 minutes like
that with me taking pictures of them, before I got up and walked away. I always take it as a big
compliment, when a deer lays down near me. It says, I trust you. The defense of deer is their speed.
They can run very fast. However, they do not get up very quickly. So they won't lay down, unless they trust you at whatever distance you are from them.
Today as I arrived in that area, there were about 12 bucks. Older ones, yearlings and intermediate
aged ones. It was the largest gathering I've seen so far for this herd. While the older bucks ran away from me on previous days (my first experiences with the herd), none of them seemed all that nervous that I was there today. They were in the shade. Some were lying down. Again, I got good shots of them, and then I began to walk away from them. When I did, one of the bucks, perhaps one of the two who previously laid down near me on another day, started following me, as I walked away. He entered into the sunlight, so I stopped and then walked parallel to him to get on his sunnier side and take a couple of more shots of him. When I finally walked away, he had a look on his face, like he was disappointed, or confused, why was I leaving ?
Like humans, and other animals, they each have their own unique personalities and it can lead to friendships.
In the other 3 towns, it was always the matriarch of the herd that decided to accept me as part of the herd. And once the matriarch accepts you, the other deer in that herd will too.
Deer are like elephants in that the boss of the herd is the matriarch. However, in this local herd, it may be different. Perhaps the matriarch got hit by a car recently ?? I haven't seen a matriarch yet in this herd. There are some young does, but no older wiser matriarch, that I've seen. No boss of the herd.
Perhaps they feel a bit lost without one.
THE RARE KIWI
The kiwi is a creature native to New Zealand. The Blue Kiwi is extremely rare, possibly due to its shy nature, and has a tendency to run away and hide it's face. It is the size of a chicken with a bald head, and if you ever see one, make sure you take a photo and post it on this site. There are no photos of this creature at present.
Terrier Tales....
Dream Worlds
Evil, sharp, little teeth resembling baby alligators' grinned as the three dogs
entered their dream worlds. As they slept their eyelids twitched with the white
orbs rolling round and their padded feet waved in the air as if playing ping-
pong. These Scottish terriers hunted even in their dreams. Extinct animals
were a favourite prey as well as beasts from mythology. No wonder they
woke up their human mother with such loud grunts, growls, groans, howls
and even barks escaping their floppy lips.
Daisy Netallworth, felt like any worried mum, who hears their child in the
night, only she heard all three of her ‘boys’ and so decided to listen in and then
test if they were secretly awake by pulling faces at them. First was her cat-
face, consisting of a slow smile and half-closed eyes. Next, she pulled a frog-
face, her large eyes now goggling from side-to-side with her tongue flicking in
and out. Then came the real tester, her fox-face, this one sent them bonkers
usually, but today they still slumbered. Several attempts at twitching her nose
high, showing off her teeth and flicking back imaginary whiskers made not the
slightest difference: the three terriers were limp and heavy, dead-weights, in
fact, and with smiling expressions and closed shut eyes, they “innocently”
slept on.
‘Hey, you three!’ hissed the poor woman desperate to get to sleep but they
were in another world.
Behind their closed lids, millions of images flickered away like a silent
movie. This was no normal sleep, all three were actually at the ‘mental flicks'.
Within their memories they had stored rolls of creature pictures that they
enjoyed in the privacy of the mind's eye. This is a secret place we all have
inside us where we can retreat to, experiencing wild and wonderful things
through the power of our imagination. Hence, we humans are often puzzled
over a dog's ability to snore for a whole week; yet is it any surprise when they
are not simply lying there but are off in far away places?
Henry, top hunter, nicknamed the General, often took a dream-week in
Wales with the dragons of old. He would snack on the charred remains of their
prey similar to his mum’s barbeques. Angus (better known as Fangz) was
smaller but no less a 'butcher', and dreamt of stalking the dreaded minotaur.
This half man-half bull would be half dead once Fangz got a grip. Lastly,
Dudley, the West Highland White Terrier, fantasized the most. Yet Dudley
only ever thought of one thing -'babes'. As for hunting, it left him too untidy to
get a girl. It followed, therefore, that whatever these three dreamt about,
dreamtime was a noisy affair.
(This is an extract from a series of children's books I have written based on my terrifying terriers who got me banned from every park in London: enjoy!
Evil, sharp, little teeth resembling baby alligators' grinned as the three dogs
entered their dream worlds. As they slept their eyelids twitched with the white
orbs rolling round and their padded feet waved in the air as if playing ping-
pong. These Scottish terriers hunted even in their dreams. Extinct animals
were a favourite prey as well as beasts from mythology. No wonder they
woke up their human mother with such loud grunts, growls, groans, howls
and even barks escaping their floppy lips.
Daisy Netallworth, felt like any worried mum, who hears their child in the
night, only she heard all three of her ‘boys’ and so decided to listen in and then
test if they were secretly awake by pulling faces at them. First was her cat-
face, consisting of a slow smile and half-closed eyes. Next, she pulled a frog-
face, her large eyes now goggling from side-to-side with her tongue flicking in
and out. Then came the real tester, her fox-face, this one sent them bonkers
usually, but today they still slumbered. Several attempts at twitching her nose
high, showing off her teeth and flicking back imaginary whiskers made not the
slightest difference: the three terriers were limp and heavy, dead-weights, in
fact, and with smiling expressions and closed shut eyes, they “innocently”
slept on.
‘Hey, you three!’ hissed the poor woman desperate to get to sleep but they
were in another world.
Behind their closed lids, millions of images flickered away like a silent
movie. This was no normal sleep, all three were actually at the ‘mental flicks'.
Within their memories they had stored rolls of creature pictures that they
enjoyed in the privacy of the mind's eye. This is a secret place we all have
inside us where we can retreat to, experiencing wild and wonderful things
through the power of our imagination. Hence, we humans are often puzzled
over a dog's ability to snore for a whole week; yet is it any surprise when they
are not simply lying there but are off in far away places?
Henry, top hunter, nicknamed the General, often took a dream-week in
Wales with the dragons of old. He would snack on the charred remains of their
prey similar to his mum’s barbeques. Angus (better known as Fangz) was
smaller but no less a 'butcher', and dreamt of stalking the dreaded minotaur.
This half man-half bull would be half dead once Fangz got a grip. Lastly,
Dudley, the West Highland White Terrier, fantasized the most. Yet Dudley
only ever thought of one thing -'babes'. As for hunting, it left him too untidy to
get a girl. It followed, therefore, that whatever these three dreamt about,
dreamtime was a noisy affair.
(This is an extract from a series of children's books I have written based on my terrifying terriers who got me banned from every park in London: enjoy!
Hey you,
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online today!
Flying under the influence....
.....a type of wax wing in Texas was observed to have been a little erratic (erotic?) on the wing. Crashing into windows and into each other.
The rumor is that they gorge on fermenting berries (climate change?). Three carbon fragments in abundance. Stuffing themselves until the fall. And when back in the air, look as I did in the first weeks of flight training.
But these reports and explanation come from hornythologists. Could they really know about wax wings falling off the wagon?
The rumor is that they gorge on fermenting berries (climate change?). Three carbon fragments in abundance. Stuffing themselves until the fall. And when back in the air, look as I did in the first weeks of flight training.
But these reports and explanation come from hornythologists. Could they really know about wax wings falling off the wagon?
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